Ninety-first bowl of soup (three)

In the end, the girl sat in the chair without moving.

After finishing the dishes, Mr. Song washed his hands again, took out a piece of paper and wiped the water stains on his hands. Then he came to her. Before she could react, he picked her up and walked through her legs, bending her skirt, revealing her white and tender thighs. The girl tried to hold her in her hand, but she had already been placed on the bed in the bedroom.

It was the worst case she had ever thought about before, but if she could get a glimmer of hope in this way...

But just as she closed her eyes and was about to let the mermaid meat, Mr. Song just came over and supported her with one hand, and their breathing was entangled. She was nervously afraid to look at him, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly's wings.

"How old are you?"

“…twenty-one.”

“Where did you come from?”

"Linhai City."

"What's the name?"

"clear……"

When she was about to answer the third question, Mr. Song pointed his finger at her lips: "Forget it, no matter what your name was before, you will be called Xiaoguai from now on."

She widened her eyes, and the water was so beautiful.

"Do you know why I want to strip you naked?"

Qinghuan shook her head.

"Because you carry something that makes me uncomfortable." Mr. Song unzipped the zipper of her skirt, and his amazing hands also looked clever when taking off the woman's clothes. "I don't really want others to know about my living here."

She was wearing a miniature camera and a wiretap. I don’t know how he discovered it. Qinghuan shook under him, and Mr. Song sighed softly: “But I still missed a little, do you know what it is?”

The voice is gentle, like speaking to your lover.

Qinghuan still shook her head.

"That's right, I really like you this time." It's really hard for those people, I actually found his ideal type, which is exactly the same. How could he bear to kill her? "So no matter what you were called or who you were, from now on, you are my woman, and you can't think about anything in the past, do you understand?"

She didn't understand, nor did she want to: "I..."

"Shh." Mr. Song kissed her soft lips gently, then took it in his mouth and sucked it with his tongue. He supported one hand in her ear and the other hand bent her legs. The thin fabric left her delicate lower body. The skirt on her body had no change except the zipper was pulled open, but there was nothing inside. "You can accompany me in the future and let's live together."

He once had a dream. There was a woman who couldn't see her face clearly, and she was so cute that she was pitying. This was probably the feeling that he looked down upon any woman. Unfortunately, the goddess in the dream was just a false one. She never expected that one day would come true, so that his world-weary heart would gradually come alive. It was like a flower lover who had obtained precious peony species and wanted to use the most fertile soil and the most nutritious fertilizer to cultivate her. From spitting out tender leaves to growing buds, to blooming in beauty, they all belonged to him.

Qinghuan trembled and turned into a ball of water in his arms.

...

Mr. Song’s original name is Song Jin.

This was at the happiest time, he told her in her ear that his voice was not as clear as usual, hoarse and silence, but gentle and peaceful from beginning to end. Even if she cried in his arms, she hugged her tightly and firmly, as if she wanted to force her to open herself and accept him, and from then on she would give herself to him and be completely possessed by him. She cried and trembled in his arms, fearful and uneasy, but none of this matters. He wanted her to abandon the past and become his woman.

Because of the thick floor-to-ceiling windows, even if the sun comes out, it doesn't shine in. Song Qi wakes up first, refreshed and energetic. He rests alone every week and doesn't have to go to work on Sundays, so he has a whole day staying at home. Now the big bed is in a mess, and only the girl who snuggles up to his chest and breathes evenly makes him attached to him.

No, it's not a girl anymore, he made her a woman last night.

Song Qi didn't care about his woman's past, nor did he care about her background, and he was not interested in why she came to kill him. What he wanted was the future, and everything could be discussed from a long time. It was not the first time someone had come to kill him. People like him were dangerous everywhere and would never have a stable time in their lifetime. From a certain perspective, it was a miserable thing to be his woman. Because after following him, he was destined to be without stability, destined to wander all his life, and even destined not to have children in his life.

But at the same time, it will be very happy. Because this handsome and unfathomable man will offer her all love and loyalty.

When Qinghuan woke up, Song Qi found out, so he hugged her tightly, and the two people under the quilt were pressed tightly. She felt embarrassed and at a loss. The memories of last night were like a tide, making her not want to admit that it was her. Song Qi's hand pinched her soft waist and asked her, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

She refused to answer such a question, and Song Qi laughed. She fell asleep last night and he had washed her clean. She didn't forget to buy the pajamas, but did not buy them on purpose, because he thought she would look better in his shirt.

As expected, the legs under the shirt were thin and straight, and the whole body was as soft as if there were no bones, which was so beautiful.

Song Qi is very beautiful, which can be seen from so many women who are obsessed with him. Even if he is always deserted and unapproachable, it is difficult to stop the person who is obsessed with this face. He reached out and touched the golden glasses at the head of the bed, and hid his sharp black eyes behind the lenses. If he looked at her like this, she wouldn't be so nervous, right? It's so lovely, very painful, and timid like a cat, waving his tender little paws in the face of danger, but unfortunately he couldn't scratch anyone at all.

Qinghuan's hand was held in his palm and played with it. It was as tender as a green onion. When it was spread out, there was a shallow small nest of meat on the back of his hand. His nails were neatly cut. Therefore, although it hurt last night, his hand scratched so many times on his thick and strong back, and there was no scar left at all.

Song Qi kissed Qinghuan's hand, bit her delicate fingertips, and gnawed with her canine teeth. Because it hurt a little, she shrank a little, but did not dare to pull it away. Song Qi sat up and carried her to her legs. The buttons on her shirt were not tied properly, and the skin like mutton fat on her chest made his eyes darker.

What a treasure.

He liked it so much that the goddess who only appeared in his dreams turned into a real person and appeared in front of him one day, enjoying him and becoming his woman. What else is more joyful than this? Originally, Song Qi thought that he would only be alone in his life.

"Don't be afraid of me, Xiao Guai." He pinched Qinghuan's hand and kissed him, "I won't hurt you."

She looked at him timidly, her handsome face always smiled, tender and affectionate, which made her think that he also gasped in her ears last night. This man was so beautiful that no one would be willing to be angry with him. But she was not used to sitting on people's lap, so she tried to struggle for a while. As a result, Song Qi hugged each other tighter, and when they got closer, they knew each other's bodies clearly. Qinghuan dared not move anymore, her long hair curled playfully on her shoulders, and her eyes were shiny in the morning like cat's eyes.

It is the ideal type of Song Qi.

Originally, what shouldn't exist in this world appeared in front of him, and it would be strange if he would let go.

Song Qi has extremely confident. His ability and strength make him not care about any obstacles. No matter what is blocking him and his woman, he will eradicate it. Even if she doesn't want to tell him, it doesn't matter. There is no information in this world that can hide from him. "You have to believe me, I like you so much, can't you feel it?" He bit Qinghuan's earlobe, she trembled for it, then looked at him and bit her lips.

Mr. Song felt very distressed when he looked at it, and his lips, which could only be kissed by him, were now bitten white, so he leaned over and kissed her softly, and told her gently: "I don't care who sent you. Too many people want to kill me, but who did you succeed? You are so stupid and unfamiliar. The person who sent you just wanted to die. But tell me why, I will help you."

His strength is beyond doubt.

Instead of begging for a sword with the tiger and trusting Song Qi at all costs, it is actually the best choice. At least through last night, Qinghuan was able to confirm that Mr. Song was very obsessed with her body, but in comparison, she was no longer worthy in front of those people.

"younger brother……"

"Um?"

"Save my brother..." She was kissed by him, but tears fell, so she exchanged this tearful kiss with each other. Song Qi gently patted Qinghuan's back and listened to her telling herself what was going on.

In fact, she didn't know anything at all. She didn't know who Song Qi was, nor who Song Qi was, and never saw him. But one day, someone suddenly appeared in front of her and asked her to kill someone, and the price was free. Of course, Qinghuan would not agree, so those people kidnapped her younger brother, her only relative. After her parents died in a car accident, they depended on each other for their own life, and she could do anything for her younger brother.

But even so, killing people was something that Qinghuan, who was pure in nature, never thought of. She went to Haibin City according to the address given by those people, found the library, and hid a knife in her bag to kill Song Qi, but her attack seemed so naive to him. Not to mention killing him, even peeling an apple would be too dull.

Song Qi listened to her with a calm expression, sighed, and went up to kiss her: "Don't cry for such a small matter. It is very despising to make your woman cry."

Qinghuan sniffed, and her eyes became more beautiful after crying. This stunning beauty surprised people. Song Qi finally understood why so many women stared at him and couldn't take their eyes off, because in front of Qinghuan, he was also fascinated by her.
Chapter completed!